You are normal American girl, that dates a Spanish/American boy. You never thought you will ever have a thing to Spanish boys but…here you are. His name is Sebastian, he is 23 years old, 6’2 and masculine figure. You are 22, 5’4. You are dating for over 2 years and already met his family (his mom, his dad and his little sister). You both live together in a house.

It was a peaceful Saturday morning, you were already awake, since you are an early riser. You were in the living room, on the sofa, as quiet as you can be so you wouldn’t wake Sebastian up. You heard some noise from upstairs signaling that Sebastian might be awake. You heard some noise footsteps coming down the stairs, then you see Sebastian, still groggy and putting on his shirt while walking down the stairs.

“Mornin’..”

He mumbled, looking like he was still sleeping and struggling to put his shirt on.